《90 Days With Don Cortez As His Submissive 》全部章節：第 121 章 - 第 130 章

Arlari's POVI stormed into my room and shut the door. I stopped at the edge of my bed, heart beating so fast it echoed in my head, my hands on my lips that were still burning from his intense kiss, his scent still lingering in my nostrils. My breath came off heavy.Just then, the door swung open and I spun around. Severiano.Before I could see him properly, he took three long strides and was standing in front of me. Too close that my heartbeat betrayed me. The heat rolling off him made my breath hot and jerky.“I—," I tried to speak, even though I didn't really have anything in mind.He cut me off with a kiss. Deep, possessive, claiming. In one swift move, he striped me. His right hand landed on my ass cheek and squeezed on it, pulling me closer to himself. I reciprocated his kiss, my breath ceasing the whole time.When he pulled out, he held me by the neck. Not tight enough to suffocate, almost hovering.He pushed me backwards until I collided with the wall, then he bit down on my

Arlari’s POVWhen Severiano returned, I was already in his bed. Sleeping, barely. I had come here to feel his scent.I lay on the bed, thinking about what would have happened if we hadn't been interrupted.The door opened and he walked in, calm and collected, as always.He approached and climbed into the bed. I woke up when the bed dipped under his weight.I smiled when our eyes locked.“You have no idea what you are asking for," he grunted, his hand already going to my ass cheek.I let out a quiet moan. “I know exactly what I'm asking for, and I want it anyway."He rested his weight on his elbow, as he leaned in and kissed me. Gently this time, but deeper.I kissed him back, and for a moment, our tongues kept tugging at each other.He pulled out and began placing wet kisses on my neck, cleavage, stomach, and finally down to my pussy.I groaned, moaned, and arched my back.He pulled himself down so he could lie directly below me, with his face to my clit. Then using both palms, he spr

Arlari's POVServeriano later left to get ready for a business party, and he insisted I tag along. Probably worried I was still too weak to be left alone. After a fresh bath, I slipped into something elegant with a revealing back. I stayed close to him as we moved through the house. Not because he told me to, but because it felt natural now. Just like he said, I was already deep into his world, and now I've earned my position beside him because this was my place.Severiano walked ahead of me at first, calm, and focused. He opened doors for me, guided me with a light touch on my lower back, then pulled his hand away as if he remembered something at the last second. Every time his fingers left me, my stomach flipped.We got into the car without talking much. He drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his thigh. His attention stayed on the road, but I could feel him noticing me anyway. The way his jaw tightened when I shifted. The way his eyes flicked to my reflection in

Arlari's POVHe kept going with me in his arms until he reached his playroom. Honestly, I was scared and aroused at the same time.He set me down in the bed, gently. Then keeping his dark gaze on mine, he began to peel off his shirt, one button after another. My breath hitched when he climbed on the bed, hovering over me.“You're making it hard for me to resist you," he grunted, kissing me deeply.“That's good, because I can't resist you either," I breathe.Still kissing me, he peeled off my night robe slowly, my skin burned with passion where his fingers brush over. When he pulled out, he brought out a rope from God knows where and binded my wrist together, above my head.I searched his face. “Don't I get to touch you?"He smirked. “The rules doesn't change, Arlari. I decide how much pleasure you get."My breath stumbled.He leaned down and kissed me again, before letting his lips traced my neck, nipples, and stomach. He climbed down, walked to the walls where his tools were hung, an

Severiano’s POVI told myself bringing her with me was the best thing to do. She was still tired, and I wanted to make sure she was fine. That was the reason I gave myself, even though I just wanted her to be near me. She came down the stairs dressed for the event. Simple, elegant, and too distracting. I looked once and then looked away.We moved through the house together. She stayed close and I felt her there even when I did not look. Every time I opened a door for her, my hand went to her back on instinct. Every time I remembered myself, I pulled away. I hated how much effort that took.In the car, I kept my eyes on the road. One hand on the wheel, one hand still, but I could feel her watching me.“You okay?” I asked.“Yes,” she said. “Are you?”“I will be,” I replied.It was not a lie, and it was not the truth either.We arrived at our destination, and I scanned the area before opening her door. My hand hovered near her waist without touching.“Stay close,” I said.Inside, peop